Yay, It's Tea Time!!

Madeline Hatter / "Oh, what is this beverage!?" "It's Tea!" / 16 / White House / Waitress / Daughter of the Mad Hatter / A Certified Rebel / Pretty sure I'm gay / DifferentlifeRP

[rpmememaker]

Send me a ¥ and a command and my muse has to obey.

Take advantage of this…….

[dontcallhimfox]

Fox was exhausted. He hadn’t slept in days. His hazel eyes were so bloodshot it looked like he’d been drinking. Fox had driven state to state in search for anything that might give him a clue to his partner’s whereabouts. Scully was more then just his partner. She was his best friend. She was the mother of his child. She always would be. The fact that she was missing wasn’t going to fly with Mulder. Finding her was going to be difficult, because he had almost no leads. He was reduced to asking anyone he saw on the street.  “My name is agent Mulder. I’m looking for someone who might go by the name of agent Scully. If you see her, do you mind giving me a call?”

[mxddiehxttxr]

“Um, sure. But who might you be?” Madeline asked with a quirked eyebrow and a smile.

[bookshelfpassageway]

Questions for the mun of many muses (whether they be contained on one blog or across several)

Send a number!

Which was your first muse?

First muse on Tumblr?

Newest muse?

A muse that you no longer play but miss?

A muse you played once, dropped, and then picked back up again?

A muse you’re considering taking on?

Which muse/blog is currently getting the most attention from you?

Which muse/blog is your most popular?

Which muse is the easiest for you to write and why?

Which muse is the hardest for you to write and why?

Which muse is most like you?

Which muse is least like you?

To what extent have your muses affected your personality?

Would your muses generally get along? What would happen if they were all locked in a room together?

If your muses were locked in a room together, with you.

Which muse gives you the most “cringe moments”? (Such as the kind where you scream at them to not do what they’re doing in the tags)

FMK with your muses as your options?

Are your approaches to writing/managing your different muses/blogs different, or are they the same across the board?

Do your muses tend to be obscure, or popular?

What do you think of other people who write the same muse as you? Do you write/want to write with them on other blogs?

Canons or OCs?

All one fandom, no fandom, or fandoms across the board?

Males or females or other?

Do you have nicknames/petnames for muses?

Do you have difficulty switching between muses, or is it a simple process?

[fcuriisms]

“what’s you’re name, honey?” she asked softly.

[mxddiehxttxr]

“M-Madeline Hatter, daughter of the Mad Hatter. Though most people just call me Maddie.” She says with a giggle.

[lock-emup-deactivated20160918]

Lock wasn’t in the mood for questions. Especially that one. He never knew what he was. He couldn’t tell. Recently he never seemed to be okay though. “I’m fine.”

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie scratched the back of her head and nodded. “OK. Well, if you need help, you can ask.” She said with a smile, although the boy couldn’t see it. She shrugs, grabs her book, and sits back down.

[fcuriisms]

“oh, honey, you’ve gotta get yourself some experience. go out, meet someone, make out with them till your lips fall off.”

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie nodded. “OK, OK.”

[lock-emup-deactivated20160918]

Slamming the door shut behind him, Lock knew he looked like shit. The cuts and bruises would luckily be long gone soon enough. He was just thankful pain wasn’t part of his life. Staring in the mirror that just happened to be to the left of him, he noticed a speck of blood on his chin, which wasn’t his own. Wiping it away as quickly as possible with his thumb.

[mxddiehxttxr]

Madeline looked up from her book to hear the door slam. She had a worried look on her face as she walked towards the door, knocking on it slightly. “You OK, hon?” She asked with a concerned face.

[fcuriisms]

continued for here

santanico smirked into the kiss before pulling away again, “slow down there, sweetheart; you kiss like your life depends on it. it’s okay to take things slow.”

@mxddiehxttxr

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie blushed. “Sorry, Not very good at kissing.” She shrugs with a shy smile.

[mxddiehxttxr]

“Hmm…” She tapped her chin. Unless he was trying to write in a foreign language Madeline has never heard of (And she kind of doubted that), then she was right. Still, that doesn’t mean she should pry. “Well, maybe we should work on your penmanship.” She giggled, grabbing the pen she previously used.

[thatwall-eboy-blog]

“wh-at i-is p-en-m-an-sh-ip?”

[mxddiehxttxr]

She hummed and tapped her chin, trying to think of how to phrase her response. “It’s how your writing looks. Like, how mine is kind of loopy and yours is scratchy.” She says, tilting her head to the side.

[mxddiehxttxr]

She stares for a while, her smile turning from cheerful to confused. “Do you…not know how to write, honey?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

[thatwall-eboy-blog]

“A-am wr-i-ting” he tilted his head at her. “S-ee?” he pointed back to the page filled with sloppily written letters, and nonsensical words. further proof that she was right and he didn’t know.

[mxddiehxttxr]

“Hmm...” She tapped her chin. Unless he was trying to write in a foreign language Madeline has never heard of (And she kind of doubted that), then she was right. Still, that doesn’t mean she should pry. “Well, maybe we should work on your penmanship.” She giggled, grabbing the pen she previously used.

[neverlandswriter]

Drop these in my inbox for any of my muses

[text] Are you stupid?

[text] Night, I love you.

[text] We’ll talk again tomorrow.

[text] Ha, that’s not funny.

[text] Wanna hang out?

[text] I’ll be there in ten minutes.

[text] Open the door, I’m here.

[text] SOS!!! I’m in trouble!!

[text] Remind me, why are we still friends?

[text] Morning, sunshine!

[text] Where the hell are you???

[text] Can’t stop thinking about you.

[text] I just came up with the most amazing idea.

[text] Are you still up? I can’t sleep.

[text] Are you coming to the party tomorrow?

[text] Bailing on me again? You suck.

[text] Get me out of here.

[text] Don’t get too drunk tonight.

[text] It’s official, I hate you.

[text] Can’t talk now, call me later. What’s going on?

[text] What’s with you and all the smiley faces?

[text] Have you finished your homework? I need a hand.

[text] Don’t be late tomorrow.

[text] Missing you. Call me?

[text] I’m sorry.

[text] I sense a heartfelt conversation coming up.

[text] Don’t get sappy on me.

[text] Sweet dreams!

[text] What’s gonna happen if I don’t show up?

[mxddiehxttxr]

Madeline smiles and examines the paper. “Ooh, cool!” She got a pen from the table the boy was sitting at and wrote ‘Tea Party’ down on a line close to the bottom of the paper. “Sure! Just like that!”

[thatwall-eboy-blog]

“Y-ou wr-ite l-etters f-ast”

[mxddiehxttxr]

She stares for a while, her smile turning from cheerful to confused. “Do you...not know how to write, honey?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie’s face showed confusion, though her smile never left her face. “Oh. Whatcha writing?” She peered at the paper. It didn’t look like he was writing anything in particular. “Need any help there?”

[thatwall-eboy-blog]

“L-etters” he smiled, turning his face towards her. “Kn-ow h-ow t-o d-o th-is?” he asked pointing down to a Z that was on the paper he was trying to copy from

[mxddiehxttxr]

Madeline smiles and examines the paper. “Ooh, cool!” She got a pen from the table the boy was sitting at and wrote ‘Tea Party’ down on a line close to the bottom of the paper. “Sure! Just like that!”

[mxddiehxttxr]

“Hey, honey! You doin’ OK?” She asked with a perky voice and bright grin. She leans over to inspect what he was writing, but he wasn’t even writing anything remote’y resembling a sentence. She tilted her head to the side. “Whatcha doin’?”

[thatwall-eboy-blog]

It took him a moment to realize she’d said something to them, only having heard the latter question. “A-am wr-iting” his pen moved to copy down an F and then a K as best as he could

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie’s face showed confusion, though her smile never left her face. “Oh. Whatcha writing?” She peered at the paper. It didn’t look like he was writing anything in particular. “Need any help there?”

[fcuriisms]

'Wait! What are yo-'

Send ‘Wait! What are yo-’ for my muse to straight up kiss your muse || accepting

she gave the girl a searing kiss before pulling away, a smirk evident on her face, “thanks for that, hon,” she said in a hushed voice, “just about made my night.”

@mxddiehxttxr

[mxddiehxttxr]

Maddie gasped as the other girl pressed their lips together, then pulled away. She was blushing beet red before she pulled the other girl back into the kiss.

[darth-alinart]

[monster-lili]